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Alright
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Alright was released on March 6, 2026 by RCA Records Label as a part of the album Jean
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AlbumJean
Release DateMarch 6, 2026
LabelRCA Records Label
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM59

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yebba
Yebba
Performer
Justin Tyson
Justin Tyson
Drums
Sally Gorski
Sally Gorski
Strings
John Rooney
John Rooney
Strings
Burniss Travis
Burniss Travis
Bass
Abigail Smith
Abigail Smith
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abigail Smith
Abigail Smith
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Rooney
John Rooney
Engineer
Austin Christy
Austin Christy
Assistant Engineer
Michael Deano
Michael Deano
Assistant Engineer
Heba Kadry
Heba Kadry
Mastering Engineer
Jacob Clements
Jacob Clements
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Abigail Smith
Abigail Smith
Vocal Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I would say I smoke just to stand in the rain
But the true renegade drove off in a hearse
And paper planes spilled out like a tank of propane
Took flight over flame too true to rehearse
[Chorus]
How I've grown ill of complaining and under-explaining my pride
Over the potions and pills 'cause all of my wells have run dry
Did I bite down my tongue? Did it come from my nose
To run down the sink and hide in the prose that I write?
Now I know that you've made up your mind
[Verse 2]
Silver rage washed up all the plans that we made
Yeah, it flooded the bank and yellowed our eyes
Golden grain boiled over a t-shirt stain
My shoulders strain all them stories of mine
[Chorus]
'Cause although I've been here before, I've already burned out the page
Guess there's no use in closing the door if I'm only as good as my age
But did I forget and spend half of my life
On some alchemist in exchange for a kiss from the sky?
God knows if she's doing alright
[Verse 3]
Thinking straight only brought me back home the long way
Don't you see me that way 'cause I said it first?
And though we came from the mouth of an unknown name
I hated LA, and missing her made it worse
[Chorus]
Someday I'll make it on out of here and leave all my weapons behind
'Cause there is no virtue in poverty, and all in all love is still kind
You said, "Come on, make it plain," so I wrote you a poem
'Cause changing everything cost a handful of nothin' this time
I wanna know if you're doing alright
[Outro]
And I know that you've made up your mind
Everything must get better in time
No need in twisting my spine
I'll see you on the other side
Yeah, I hope that you're doing just fine
God knows if you're doing alright
Written by: Abigail Smith
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